Mr.Blue [A]Winter sounds are crying, like the [E]old man is slowly dying And the [A]only sound's the wind that fills the [E]tree Even [F#m]colder comes the moon and though it [E]never seems too soon Sudden [F#m]stillness as a rainbow starts to [E]freeze Ah, Mr. [A]Blue, I'm [E]here to stay with [F#m]you And no [C#m]matter what you [D]do, when...